Max, can you watch my tables while I run to the restroom?
I already am. I've been watching model girl pretend she's eating for 30 minutes.
Oh, she's nice. She always tips on what she would've eaten.
Guess what, everyone? I have a secret.
You're a woman trapped in a man's body? No.
You're a man trapped in a woman's body?
You're a little boy trapped in a little girl's body?
I am a man in a man's body.
We're not talking about your night life.
I have discovered something when going over the employee applications.
Okay, perhaps I never worked at the Waldorf Astoria,
but I did work with this guy, Waldorf, in Astoria.
It's not you. Tomorrow is Caroline's birthday.
Why wouldn't I know that? She tells me everything about her life.
I know so much about her cycle, I'm feeling pressure to impregnate her.
I can do that for you.
It's weird. Why wouldn't she want to celebrate her birthday? She celebrates everything.
Heads up, everybody. I just refilled the paper towels. Who's a team player? What, what?
Max. You know what we have to do.
Aw, man. I knew this day would come.
All right, what's the least amount I can do to keep my job?
Just tell me when it's over. And when it starts.
It's time to talk about Caroline's birthday. You have to throw her a party.
I'd rather you just have your tiny way with me.
I don't like birthdays. I don't even know when mine is.
My mom narrowed it down to a two-week window in June.
But you are Caroline's BFF. And it is BFF's job to throw friend a party.
Han, I don't have enough money to throw a party.
I don't even have enough money to throw a baseball.
You have money. You be her BFF.
I already have a BFF-- Jamarcus.
And my last birthday, he threw me a sick surprise party.
You must think BFF stands for "Barely Freaking Friends",
because there's no way you're down with someone named Jamarcus.
Oh, really? Then why did we exchange ATM pin numbers?
I'll just crop that, and we'll be good to go.
Max, Edwin's ready to show us the design for our new website. Come see it.
Dude, you and the webmaster have been talking "business" every day for a week.
Is something going on there? Shouldn't the web be mastered by now?
It's strictly business.
All right, but it's costing us $200. Might as well get something out of it.
Maybe let him browse your Yahoo?
Looks like he might have a big ol' hard drive with a lot of ram.
Yeah, he's cute, but I don't want a relationship right now.
And I don't do one-night stands.
All right, so don't stand. Lay down.
That's not me-- the next morning, doing the walk of shame.
I always see those girls with their messed-up sex hair,
carrying their heels, clutching their coats to hide last night's outfit.
Going into Kinko's to use Google maps so you can figure out where you are.
You really put the "ho" In "Kinko."
Oh. Sorry, Sophie. We're closed.
Oh, no. I'll be quick. I just want a cupcake to go.
I'm on my way to 24 hour fitness. Ya, and I put it on the cupcake holder on the treadmill.
Uh, Max, my town car is parked out front and I was wondering if you wanted me to wait
for you and Caroline to give you a ride back to our building.
Oh, no. It's okay. We still have to clean up and take the garbage out.
Oh, looks like the garbage is taking itself out.
The game continues. Here is my number.
I invite you to call me when you realize what a catch I am.
Or any time you are drunk and willing.
Max, I'm going to need the doggy bag as well. Not for the cupcake. To puke in.
So I'll get this finalized, and then I'll stop by the diner tomorrow
so you can sign off on the layout before we go live.
This is so exciting. Oh, wait, Edwin. Shoot.
I forgot to show you the new pricing chart.
It's cool, I can draft it up right now and upload it when I get home.
Yeah, webmaster. You work pretty fast.
But I bet you can work slow, too. And really fast again.
I can be done in a minute.
Ooh, not what you want to hear.
Max. It's fine. We can wait.
You know what? You stay here. I have to go to the store and pick up stuff for your-- my what?
Your cupcake business that you're making me do with you.
Get home safe. Um, hey, where do you live, Edwin?
Hell's kitchen. Oh, cool.
You're going to want to take the "C" down, transfer to the "L," and if you get lost,
there's a Kinko's on 6th and 14th.
That's embarrassing. Max was just trying to--
Yeah, I work on complicated web programs. I think I cracked that code. She wants us to hook up.
Yeah. I'm sorry.
Why are you sorry? That's all I've been thinking about.
Yum, yum. Oh, my God. They are so hot.
Don't give me that look.
Oleg. Caroline. What are you doing here?
What are you doing here?
I live here, and I'm just coming out from going to get coffee.
It was delicious. I drank every bit of it.
Outside. That's why I don't have a cup.
But you're wearing the same outfit from last night.
You're wearing the same outfit from last night.
And you have messed-up sex hair.
You have messed-up sex hair.
Webmaster? Sophie? She called me up and we made hand love.
But I thought Sophie hated you.
Well, she doesn't hate my hand.
But you cannot tell anyone. That was her one condition.
That and a copy of my recent blood tests signed by a medical professional.
Deal. And you can't tell anyone about me, either.
Especially Max. I'd never hear the end of it. Deal.
Pinky swear? Actually, never mind.
I don't know where your fingers have been.
I just told you where they've been.
Max, I'm so excited for this party.
I wore my loose clothing so I can dance all night.
God, I cannot take this party pressure.
I'm just going to go in the back and run a can opener across my wrist.
Oh, Max. I'm sure you did a great job.
You know, as long as you have a DJ, some champagne, and a psychic.
No, no, and no.
I got some balloons, a hummus tray, and possibly Earl. He still hasn't confirmed.
You don't need psychic to know that this is going to be a horrible, horrible party.
Well, thank God Caroline has new boy toy. She might not mind as much.
What are you talking about?
Yeah, I saw them kissing in front of the diner last night.
Yeah, I sat there and watched for an hour.
They were really going at it, hot and heavy.
You know, like the Showtime network in the good old days.
Oh, great. Now I have to invite him to the party, too?
I only got a six-pack of Capri Suns, so people are going to have to share.
Congratulations, it's official. Our website is now live.
Congratulations, it's official. You're a whore.
I hear you got your Kinko's card punched. What?
Don't "what" me. I know you hooked up with the webmaster. Pick up.
Oleg, you told Max?
Our deal's off. Oleg had sex with Sophie last night.
No... It wasn't sex. Just hand stuff.
Yeah, and nothing above the waist. I'm a lady.
I got all hot and bothered watching Caroline and big Han.
Okay... You know, I really think this is between Caroline and me.
You mean between Caroline, you, and your strippers. Strippers?
I have seen this man in a strip club.
Han, you were in a strip club?
Earl took me.
Damn it, Han. You're going to sell me out after I spotted you $100 in ones.
You went to Spreaders without me?
Why would you take Han to a strip club?
Yeah, is his lap even big enough for a dance?
Earl, I'm so disappointed in you.
That's it. I'm not going to your party. What party?
Damn it, Earl! It's supposed to be a surprise for her birthday.
Who told you it was my birthday? Han.
Damn it, Han! I didn't want a party and I don't want to celebrate my birthday this year.
Well, too bad, because your BFF is throwing you a big blow-out.
Oh, Max. Now I feel bad.
You feel bad now, wait till you see the party.
Caroline's birthday. Woot, woot.
Thanks, but you don't have to say that after everything.
Max... I know you had limited budget, but music is free.
Yeah, well, I'm a douche.
Speech! Speech! I can't carry this party much longer.
Okay, I'd like to say something.
Wait, wait. Can't we wait till we cut the cake?
Cake? People are still doing that?
Yes. Our livelihood depends on it.
There's only one party as bad as this one. That's the Donner Party.
And even they had better food.
I'd like to say happy birthday to a very pretty lady who I just had the pleasure of meeting,
and I think I'm going to be seeing a lot more of her.
I'll go get us some more drinks.
Okay. Get rid of him. What?
It was a one-time thing.
I thought you weren't that kind of girl.
I realized it had almost been a year since I had sex,
and I decided I rather not be that kind of girl.
But I don't want a relationship.
Hey, I get it. Hit it and quit it. Hit it, don't babysit it. Max, please.
Fine. How am I going to make him go away?
It's not going to take a lot to convince someone to leave this party.
I'd like to ask everyone to raise their cocktail, but I can't.
So raise your Capri to the sun.
For a very special lady who I'm sure I will be seeing more of.
Get rid of him. It was a one-time thing.
So was that the worst party you've ever been to?
That was the worst party anyone's ever been to.
So with the webmaster, how was the sex?
Pretty good. But then he did that thing where he pretended he was going to choke me.
When did guys start doing that?
I don't know, but if I knew that was his thing,
I would've asked him to choke me at the party.
How did you get rid of him? What did you say? Did you let him down gently?
No, I told him to hit the pike. It's a one-night stand. Guys get that.
So that's it? He wasn't upset?
Guys don't care. One-night stands-- they come, they go. Literally.
But what if he wants to see me again?
Relax. It is not going to come back to haunt you.
Unless you start feeling an itch... Or a kick.
Well, thanks for dumping him. And for the... I'm going to go ahead and call it a party.
I knew you wouldn't want me to use any of the cupcake money, and I was broke.
So I guess I am your BFF-- your broke friend forever.
Max, it really doesn't matter what you would've done.
The only thing I really wanted for my birthday was to see my father.
And he's in prison, so that didn't happen.
I may not be a good BFF, I may not throw a great party,
but I do know where to find a free bus to prison.
Hey, everybody. We got a birthday girl onboard.
Sit yo ass back down!
See? Now we got a party.
This is nice getting out of the city. Kind of reminds me of the ride to the Hamptons.
Yo. This your first time on the bangbus?
We call it the bangbus because everybody here gonna get banged.
And in addition 'cause we're on a bus.
Hmm, makes sense. Hey, I'm Shonda. I'm Max. This is Caroline.
So you're all going for, like, conjugal visits?
Pretty fancy term for getting shawshanked on a three-legged cot.
Shawshanked. I like her.
I like your hair. Did you just get back from Cancun?
No, no. I saved up, and I got these done for my man.
He says they make me look like Alicia Keys meets Ed Norton in American History X. How sweet.
Ah, yo. What's your man in for?
My man's in for possession of a sweet, sweet ass.
He makes that joke every time.
He's not my man, actually. He's my dad.
Oh, so you're a freak. That's all right. I don't judge.
You see a name tag on me that says "Judy"?
Oh, look. We just passed a Carvel.
What's a Carvel?
Carvel ice cream. You know, Fudgie the Whale, Cookie Puss.
Come on, how could you not know Carvel? They have them everywhere.
Oh, wait. Is that that white trash ice cream?
How dare you! It is not white trash.
And I wouldn't be so high and mighty. You're on a free bangbus to a prison.
I'm sorry. I didn't realize you had such a strong emotional connection to ice cream.
Not to the ice cream. The ice cream cake.
When I was ten, I asked my mom for a birthday party.
She said yes but then flaked out and forgot to call anyone.
I'm starting to understand why you don't like birthday parties.
So after I waited on the porch for an hour,
I'll stole 20 bucks from her purse,
thumbed it out to Carvel, and bought myself a Fudgie the Whale cake.
Ate the whole thing with a pink plastic spoon,
and it was way better than any party ever could have been.
I heard that. There ain't nothing better than Fudgie the Whale.
I love the chocolate crunchies.
Bitch, everybody love the damn chocolate crunchies!
Hey, Shonda. Who are you here to see?
Who's available? I'm just cracking wise. You know I'm here to see Squirm.
Search her. Damn. Is it my turn again? Next.
We're not on that list. We didn't call ahead.
Leave it to me. I've gotten into every club I've ever wanted to get into.
Hi. Caroline Channing plus one.
I don't see you on the list.
Really? That's weird. We should be on the list. We're always on the list.
Max, we're not on the list.
We're not? I'm going to kill my assistant.
Oh, I know. It might be under Deangelo Jefferson.
Come on, girls. Don't waste my time.
I'd like to see a manager.
There's no manager. It's a prison.
Well, then who runs this place?
Well, the Aryan brotherhood is getting pretty strong.
This is such amateur hour. Give me 50 bucks for the door guy.
Are you seriously trying to bribe an officer of the law while inside a prison?
That's a federal offense. Is it?
Probably. Look, I should have you thrown out for even suggesting it. We do not accept bribes.
Okay, fine. I'll let you take your sweet time searching me on the way in.
These two are clear to go through.
Max, you can't do that for me.
It's really for me. It's been a while. Woot, woot.
I'm so excited to see my father after all this time. How do I look?
You look good. How do I look? Do I still have that freshly felt-up glow?
Well, that ginger over there thinks you look good. He's full-on staring at you.
Well, I should hope so.
If you can't get a dude in prison to check you out, it's time for a makeover.
No, he's looking and nodding like he knows you.
Never seen him before in my life.
Max? Max Black? It's me, Irish.
I don't know, dude. I think you got the wrong girl.
Max, I could never forget that face.
Trust me, you've never seen me before. Oh, damn! Oh, my God! That's you.
So you do remember.
Of course. Get rid of him. It was a one-night stand.
See, they do come back to haunt you. Shirt on.
Max, can you believe it? Of all the prisons in all the world, you walked into mine. It's kismet.
I got rid of yours. You get rid of mine.
Listen, Irish. It was a one-time thing. You're a guy. You get that.
How could you say it's a one-time thing?
I love you. I blew up that chipotle for you.
Listen, I appreciate the ink, but I don't really believe in love,
and truth be told, I'm not even a fan of Mexican food.
Caroline Channing. This table.
Max, we have to go. My dad's coming.
Okay. Nice to see you, Irish. Your body looks sick.
Max, hold on. I'm not going to tell you again to back up.
Max, I'm not going to lose you twice.
I said, back up!
Don't tell me to back up. That's the love of my life.
Come on, dude. Hit the pike.
Calm down. Don't tell me to calm down!
Visiting hours are over! Everybody out!
No, no, no, wait! I can't leave. Damn!
Oh, wait. There's my father. I can see him, he's just coming in. Oh, daddy. Daddy... Hi!
Well, thank you very much, ladies.
My man was barely in when I got pulled out.
I would like to apologize to everyone for taking the bang out of the bus,
but in my own defense, everyone here knows a little something about crazy guys.
Sit yo ass back down!屁♥股给我乖乖粘回椅子上
Max, sit down before you start another riot.
I'm sorry. I blew it. I screwed up your chance to see your father. I screwed up your party.
I even screwed up the easiest birthday thing to do, like get a cake.
I'm a terrible BFF.
It's okay. Really, it's fine.
With the year I'm having, it's not like you could've made everything better just by getting me a cake.
Well, no. Not just any cake.
Just as good as I remember it.
Best 40 bucks we ever spent. And this birthday turned out to be all right.
I did get what I wanted. I got see my father.
It was only for a second, but I saw him. And he saw me. So thank you.
Yeah, and I got to see Irish. Think he might be the one that got away.
Well, the one that got put away.
You know, you and I are better than BFFs. We're BBFs. Bangbus friends.